Archive of the 147th session

[Lord DaKaren]

One Hundred Forty-Seventh Meeting of the High Council of Britannia

Tanda: Welcome back Spark
Tanda: I hope your well
Spark: thank you
Spark: was not sick
Spark: in a sense
ANDREA: Would ye like me to stand guard too?
Rand al'Thor: Don't worry of it.
Rand al'Thor: Sit and relax.
ANDREA: aye sir
Spark: bad news i have much of
Ioshus: *falls asleep*
Tanda: That is too bad
Spark: aye
sydney: *nods to Ra'Dian*
Spark: Might be my last night here
Tanda: Considering leaving?
Tanda: or off on a journey
Spark: yes since i am the last of my members
Ioshus: *falls asleep*
Spark: just the council
Spark: not Brittaina
Tanda: *Nods*
Tanda: Well we each must choose a path
Tanda: that works for us
Spark: i am last dragon
Tanda: Welcome Angel
Indycent Angel: *waves*
Indycent Angel: Evening
Tanda: *Smiles*
Tanda: Hello Trilon
Leshyani Rianne: *winks at Radian*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Ra'Dian
Tanda: *whispers to the Chancellor*
Mikhail O'Danyon: may I be allowed to my post?
Mikhail O'Danyon: Thank you sir
Mikhail O'Danyon: Nice to see you Indycent
Mikhail O'Danyon: Angel
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles*
Spark: Tonite might be my last night here
Mikhail O'Danyon: Sirs
Mikhail O'Danyon: Evening
Tanda: M'lord Poet
Poet: *smiles*
Poet: Greetings Tanda
Tanda: An interesting surprise
Tanda: Greetings
Mikhail O'Danyon: Ailieve
Mikhail O'Danyon: Evening to you
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles*
Ailieve: Hullo Mikhail
Ailieve: *smiles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Gentlemen
Indycent Angel: Sorry Tanda
Spark: i am deeply sorry that i might me leaving the council
Polynikes of Yew: Good evening Councilor
Mikhail O'Danyon: *removes cloak and hat*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Everyone's path makes itself clear to them in time.
Tanda: Sorry? What for?
Simon Godwyn: Good Evening Field Marshall
Polynikes of Yew: how are you sir?
Indycent Angel: Declining
Spark: i must try and rebuild what i lost
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: If yer path isnae wi' the Council, ye shall be missed, but yer path is yer own.
Tanda: *Smiles*
Simon Godwyn: a bit sleepy... but otherwise well
Tanda: ah that
Polynikes of Yew: *nods*
Simon Godwyn: yourself?
Polynikes of Yew: good sir
Mikhail O'Danyon: Evening Tanda
Tanda: Hello Mikhail
Tanda: *Smiles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: You are well?
Tanda: Aye
Tanda: physically
Mikhail O'Danyon: Good, glad to hear it.
Tanda: I am quite well
Tanda: my mind is a little troubled
Mikhail O'Danyon: Good
Mikhail O'Danyon: Oh?
Tanda: but time will straighten that out
Mikhail O'Danyon: why is that?
Mikhail O'Danyon: Very good.
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks down to Simon*
Mikhail O'Danyon: How are you tonight Simon?
Simon Godwyn: I am well thank you, yourself?
Ailieve: Oh....
Mikhail O'Danyon: I am well thank you
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles*
Ailieve: Chancellor, I have something that needs to be brought up tonight.
Piub: *nudges*
Ailieve: It happened at the Whispering Winds Town Council Meeting
Ailieve: *looks over at Simon*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks over at Ailieve*
Ailieve: Unless you'd like to bring it up, Councilor?
Piub: *chuckles*
Simon Godwyn: I only got sketchy details from the Minister of Defense... I think he is planning on coming...
Ailieve: *nods*
Ailieve: Alright.
Ailieve: Field Marshall?
Ailieve: Is your pigeon coop working?
Polynikes of Yew: yes Councilor
Polynikes of Yew: no there are ill
Ailieve: Ahhhh
Polynikes of Yew: sorry not ignoring any one
Ailieve: I have sent you a couple of messages, and I do understand.
Polynikes of Yew: I can have Leonidas gather
Polynikes of Yew: my messages
Ailieve: Alright
Spark: night all
Tanda: Night Spark
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Err... I take it yer officially resignin?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Or just busy this eve?
Spark: busy
Piub: *whispers to Draza*
Simon Godwyn: well good luck Lord Spark...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Take care.
Piub: I'll be back...
Spark: shall let you know if i quit
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Spark: i will send u a pigeon

Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... let's get this meet t' order.

Mikhail O'Danyon: *raises and eyebrow*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Err...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Councilor Ailieve, ye 'ad somethin' regardin' th' Winds?
Note to self: mikhail, simon, ailieve here
Ailieve: *nods and looks over at Omura*

Note to self: meeting began at 8:15

Ailieve: The Militia commander of Whispering Winds might want to have a say though.
Ailieve: There were some Demons that showed up
Ailieve: At the Whispering Winds meeting tonight.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Demons?
Ailieve: The same ones that were at the meeting between the High Council
Ailieve: and the Empire on Saturday
Ailieve: *nods*
Ailieve: They were asking for help
Ailieve: Omura were you able to find out anything?
Ailieve: *tilts her head*
Ailieve: Omura?
Omura Katsumoto: Tonight
Omura Katsumoto: at our town meeting
Omura Katsumoto: a very strange thing happened
Omura Katsumoto: Three rather large
Omura Katsumoto: blue Deamons
Omura Katsumoto: came into our town hal
Omura Katsumoto: asking for help
Omura Katsumoto: they seemed to be in some pain
Omura Katsumoto: and were confussed
Omura Katsumoto: they asked us for our help
Mikhail O'Danyon: *remembers backto the meeting*
Omura Katsumoto: but we dont know who to help them
Omura Katsumoto: how
Omura Katsumoto: sorry
Omura Katsumoto: well or who for that matter
Omura Katsumoto: we tried sedning a scout
Omura Katsumoto: to see where they would go
Omura Katsumoto: but our scout lost there track
Ailieve: I heard one say they'd found something.
Ailieve: And he kept scratching at a bracelet on one of his arms.
Omura Katsumoto: maybe he has same type of binding as that women
Omura Katsumoto: or all of them do
Ailieve: *looks confused*
Ailieve: What woman?
Omura Katsumoto: one I seen here last week i think
Ailieve: Oh!
Ailieve: That poor slave?
Omura Katsumoto: was with a Drow i believe
Ailieve: *nods*
Mikhail O'Danyon: hmmm
Ailieve: *looks at the Chancellor*
Tanda: *jots notes*
Omura Katsumoto: thats all I know right now
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Thank you.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Did anyone else 'ave any news, thoughts, or comments regardin' this?
Poet: Seems to be some sort of polymorph spell...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What does?
Poet: The Demons
Poet: They said a wizard did it to them
Tanda: *tilts head*
Poet: And they heard evil voices in their heads
Tanda: *looks at Poet curiously*
Ailieve: Poet was there this evening.
Poet: From the very brief speaking with them
Poet: I would guess they were changed into their current form
Poet: And being unnatural that is why they are in great pain
Poet: The one claimed he was Lord of the Demons
Poet: But whether or not he refered to his companions or all demons
Poet: That is still left open
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Poet: Zathros... perhaps
Poet: I can not quite remember what he said his name was
Poet: *goes back to reading his book*
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister...
Tanda: While were on the subject of the Drow
Tanda: I thought I'd bring up the meeting with them
Tanda: Since some of it fits in
Tanda: There were those demons there
Tanda: in the back in pain
Tanda: being ordered about by one if the Jabress's appointed
Tanda: Zarra the head of her house
Tanda: spoke of wanting to secure the release of Morgana
Tanda: whom she had over heard the Militia have in custody
Tanda: She was most polite
Tanda: trying to "hold" to our customs
Tanda: Originally it had been called to deal with Talistra
Ailieve: *sighs and tugs on her bangs*
Tanda: for a moment I thought they had forgotten
Tanda: but after she was told Morgana would remain
Tanda: where she was until the legalities had been met
Tanda: she demanded we either turn the traitor Talistra
Tanda: over to her to be executed
Tanda: or I believe she was willing to let us do it
Tanda: if I'm not mistaken
Tanda: She offered gifts
Tanda: to Polynike
Tanda: and Mikhail
Tanda: whom refused
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods*
Tanda: which seemed to offend her a bit
Polynikes of Yew: *nods*
Tanda: at which time I said a few things I shouldn't have
Tanda: They were disappointed
Tanda: that Silverbrook wasn't there
Tanda: threatened to take Magincia
Tanda: in an act of war
Tanda: and left with in waves
Tanda: With the Jabress waiting to the end
Tanda: and leaving a blessing of The Black Dragon... Zern...err umm
Tanda: what ever it is
Tanda: I can't say it
Ailieve: good.
Ailieve: Don't.
Ailieve: Its bad luck.
Trace Adkins: *winks* thank you
Tanda: They implied a few times
Tanda: that if they were to abduct
Tanda: members of the council
Tanda: we might be more cooperative
TK: *nods to trace*
Trace Adkins: *waves*
Tanda: Anyone else remember more?
Drakkencor Duras: *yawns*
Ailieve: I don't think they threatened to abduct Council memebers
Ailieve: I think they were comparing Senator Morgana
Ailieve: being in prison with how we'd expect to be treated in the same position
Tanda: That may be
Tanda: though even her friendly smile
Drakkencor Duras: *face goes blank*
Tanda: seemed a bit well
Tanda: lacking in sincerity
Drakkencor Duras: **here in body, but not in mind**
Ailieve: *sighs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Was there anythin' further on the topic?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... movin' forth.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Anyone on the Council 'ave another item t' bring forth?
Ioshus: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Justicar Ioshus.
Ioshus: Since Poet is here... perhaps the council could decide what it wants him to do for his community..
Ioshus: service.
Poet: *looks up from his book*
Poet: *smiles*
Ioshus: Thats all..
Calibus: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I thought th' Council 'ad decided on lettin' the courts decide that.
Ioshus: he is just suppose to report to the council...
Ioshus: Its usual for the criminal to have to report to someone asigned by the court..
Ioshus: Or I could have him pick up leaves... *sighs*
Poet: *chuckles*
TK: he can clean my stables *giggles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *shrugs*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I am uncertain what the Council would like t' see 'im do.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Council?
Mikhail O'Danyon: The stables need a good cleaning
Ailieve: *sighs and shifts uncomfortably in her chair*
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Tell ya what... each o' ye please come up wi' an idea by next meet, an' we'll vote 'pon it then.
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles and nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please dinnae be sans-idea at next meet though.
Poet: *returns to writing notes*
Calibus: Vas Ort Flam
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Anyone else wi' an item?
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister.
Tanda: Since Silverbrook is not here
Calibus: How about 40 pages on each of the virtues.
Tanda: I just wanted to remind all of her treasure hunt
Tanda: though I don't have the date etc
Tanda: in front of me
Tanda: I will make sure to post a memo in the public office
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Saturday at 5:00 PM (CST).
Tanda: *Smiles*
Tanda: See the mind still works Chancellor
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Nae... I just looked at the calendar.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Tanda: *laughs*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Any other items?
Ailieve: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Councilor Ailieve...
Ailieve: I was asked to let people know that there is a possiblity of rescuing that slave
Ailieve: That was here last week
Ailieve: The information has been posted in the public chambers of the High Council
Ailieve: *looks at the Chancellor*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Shiji Batosai: Ahh the ninja
Shiji Batosai: *looks back*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Is there anyone in particular one should contact?
Ailieve: Yes the contact information is on the post.
Takashi Mandaka: *looks around in confusion*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Any other items from th' Council?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... we've got an election for the Seat o' Balance then...
Mikhail O'Danyon: It was a good debate at that sir.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: The candidates fer the seat be Rand al'Thor an' Indycent Angel.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye may cast yer vote fer either, or ye may abstain.
hans noodlenogin: agn
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Lady Silverbrook 'as given me 'er vote as she was unable t' attend this eve,
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: 'owever, I shall reveal it last so as not to taint the process.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I will, 'owe'er, share it wi' Justicar Ioshus before'and.
Ioshus: *nods*
Aerion: okay
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *leans over and shows the vote to Ioshus*
Ioshus: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please cast yer votes now.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Err...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks around*
Ailieve: Chaos Abstains
Mikhail O'Danyon: Order, Rand
Tanda: *notes voting*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *counts the number of people Chaos has abstained on*
Strider: hehe
Simon Godwyn: Skara Brae votes for Rand
Ailieve: pfffft
Aerion: of picking up for you.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yew?
Sir John: Yew for Rand Al'Thor
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... an' Magincia cast fer Indycent Angel.
Ioshus: 3 rand 1 Angel 1 abstain
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I've got three Thors, an Angel, an' an Abstain.
Calibus: Pardon me but could you open the door M'Lady?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye know... three thores... that really hurt-th.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *winks at Rand*
Ailieve: Oi.
Drakkencor Duras: *knocks*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord al'Thor, would ye please step forth?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye 'ave been elected t' serve as the Councilor of Balance.
Strider: *claps*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Before I swear ye in though, I 'ave a question.
Rand al'Thor: *looks up*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Do ye 'ave any strange speech impediments, tendancies toward lunacy, or a fixation wi' beavers?
Ailieve: *snickers*
Strider: ?
Kalan Galandar: *laughs*
boom: if you would be so kind as to open the door
Rand al'Thor: *mouth drops*
Ailieve: *laughs*
Tanda: and does he was his undergarments
Erik Diminutive: Beavers are good.
Rand al'Thor: I sure hope I don't
Tanda: wash
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Yes, yes... and do ye was yer undergarments?
Rand al'Thor: *rubs the back of his head*
Ailieve: Ew Tanda... I don't want to know if he doesn't...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Rand al'Thor: Oh boy.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Sorry... the last two Councilors o' Balance left a mark on me.
Shiji Batosai: Why talk about undergarments
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *grins*
Shiji Batosai: get to business
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Please repeat after me.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: And raise yer right 'and.
Rand al'Thor: *raises right hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I do so swear t' up'old the duties o' the office t' which I 'ave been elected...
sydney: *nods congratulations to Rand*
Rand al'Thor: I do swear to up hold the duties of the offiver to which I have been elected
Aerion: ?Yep
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: an' t' faithfully serve the peoples o' Britannia.
Rand al'Thor: And the faithfully serve the people of Britannia
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Congratulations, m'lord.
Rand al'Thor: Thank you Sir.
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods to Rand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Welcome t' the Council, an' may the gods 'ave mercy on yer soul.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Rand al'Thor: *smiles to the council*
Rand al'Thor: *laughs*
Trace Adkins: hm
Aerion: Illinois
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What kind of noise?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at Aerion*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Over here Young captain
Mikhail O'Danyon: *smiles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Congrats
Rand al'Thor: Thank you Master O'Danyon
Mikhail O'Danyon: Have your seat
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Lucky you... a seat between them two folks.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'd 'ide if I were you.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *chuckles*
Ailieve: *smirks*
Ailieve: I only bite the Grand Marshall.
Ailieve: Honest.
Polynikes of Yew: *grins*
Tanda: *laughs*
Rand al'Thor: Oh boy.
Mikhail O'Danyon: I duck well
Mikhail O'Danyon: *grins*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye know... I've 'eard the Grand Marshall bites too.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *snickers*
Ailieve: *grins*
Sir John: between a beauty and beast *chuckles*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight a'ight... really I must stop.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Some day I'll be sayin' things like, "Thank ye, I've been 'ere all week."
Tanda: *Giggles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks over to Sir John*
Rand al'Thor: *laughs*
Poet: *looks up*
Ailieve: Oi
Mikhail O'Danyon: Rand you have a tack?
Poet: If you guys make these meetings any longer we will be here all week...
Tanda: and we'll be buying you a jacket that ties in the back
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Hmmm...
Poet: *chuckles and goes back to writing*
Rand al'Thor: tack?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Let's see... next up is a recital of the entire charter of Britannia.
Mikhail O'Danyon: Aye small nail
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Article One... Purpose...
Rand al'Thor: *hands him one*
Ailieve: *blinks at Ra'dian*
Strider: ack!
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks at Poet with a smile*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *nods*
Poet: Followed by several people in the crowd throwing rocks at the chancellor
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Could be 'ere all decade.
Poet: *grins*
Tanda: That sounds like a great punishment
Mikhail O'Danyon: *looks over at Sir John.*
TK: *takes out no doze potion for this one*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... were there any items from th' floor this eve?
sydney: *raises hand*
Drakkencor Duras: *ZZZzzz...*
Calibus: I still think 'e should write 40 pages on each virtue.
Princess Page: *looks at trace*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: M'lord in the... strikingly... unique clothing choice.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *nods at Sydney*
sydney: *nods*
sydney: Thank you sir
sydney: Seeing as I have spent much of the past few years in the wild
sydney: And away from politics
sydney: I did not know if I should address the council or just the Justicar in this instance
Mikhail O'Danyon: *eyes Sydney*
Ioshus: *looks up*
hans noodlenogin: *whispers* I think he jests.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I'm uncertain what ye wish t' speak of. We can direct ye appropriately though.
Ailieve: *sneezes*
sydney: It involves the wrongful arrest and imprisonment of one Lady Imadii
Mikhail O'Danyon: Bless you
Ioshus: *sighs*
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Rand al'Thor: *rubs chin*
Ioshus: I think that would be my area...
Mikhail O'Danyon: *eyes open a bit*
Ailieve: Considering Imadii tried to kill someone
sydney: In that case my I speak with you after the meeting Justicar?
sydney: *smiles*
Ailieve: I don't think its unlawful to imprison her.
sydney: Did she?
Ioshus: *nods*
Rand al'Thor: *begins to tap his bottom lip*
sydney: As I have learned she was not even present
sydney: So
Ailieve: *sneezes violently*
sydney: How could she have tried to kill someone
Ailieve: Oh good grief.
Ailieve: And the Empire of Armeggedon is just misunderstood drow.
Ioshus: I'll talk about it later..
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Ailieve: *sniffles*
Sadie : bless you
sydney: *smiles at Ailieve*
sydney: *turns to the Justicar and nods*
Ailieve: *sniffles*
Mikhail O'Danyon: *watches the stranger move to his seat*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight... other items from the floor?
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Ailieve: Someone please remove that cat...
hans noodlenogin: Yes
Poet: Perhaps someone should take our furry visitor outside
hans noodlenogin: The cat
Ailieve: *sneezes violently*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Anyone else?
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight then...
Strider: *pets the bunny*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I think that covers evrythin'... save that I'll be announcin' in the next couple o' days
hans noodlenogin: with sharp pointy teeth
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: a schedule fer the seats yet open.
Ailieve: *sniffles*
Sadie : 'scuse me, sir....but that was NOT the bunny
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: An'...
Strider: DOH! padron me!
Sadie : *scoots over*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Next meet we need t' discuss the Seat o' Order. Adjutant O'Danyon 'as expressed interest
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: in continued service, an' Councilor Destiny 'as... err... not been seen in some time.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: So, we can discuss what t' do about that.
Tanda: *raises hand*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Minister?
Tanda: Anything I can do for the 15oth meeting?
Tanda: 150th
Tanda: even
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: I've got some thoughts... I'll put 'em together, an' sit down wi' ye sometime this week.
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Tanda: *Nods*
Tanda: Thank you
Ailieve: *mutters*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Only three meets away.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks over at Ailieve*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What are ye mutterin' about?
Ailieve: *points at the cat*
Ailieve: *sneezes violently*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: What cat?
Ailieve: *sniffles*
Ailieve: It was there...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *looks back at Ailieve*
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Too much catnip before the meet, eh?
Ailieve: Pfffft
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: *winks*
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Princess Page: *coughs*
TK: *giggles*
Ailieve: Not my fault.
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: A'ight...
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Meetin' be adjourned.
Ailieve: Thank goodness.
Ailieve: *sneezes*
Mikhail O'Danyon: Aye
Sadie : *smiles*
Poet: Sheesh
Ra'Dian Fl'Gith: Ye know..
Ioshus: 'This way
Poet: Look at them run...
Tanda: *Smiles*